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Z O R A ' S P O V
"Zora?" turning around I was shocked and I saw the same man I had seen a day ago standing in front of me.
"Oh! Hi, um... De'andre! Hi..." I said as I plastered a nervous smile on my face. I spun around quickly throwing my card on the counter giving Chris a weird look.
"Are you serious right now bruh?" I heard Chris mumble as I tried to hold in my laugh.
"How have you been since I saw you... yesterday?" He chuckled as I stumbled over my words embarrassed at my appearance. I was now wearing my hoodie due to the fact it had gotten pretty chilly outside and my hair was seated out and I was honestly looking a mess.
"I've been great yea, how are you?" I replied as he looked to the ground and then looked back up, I could see his eyes scan my body as he tried to focus on my eyes.
"I am, uh, also doing great! Thank you." I nodded before Chris returned, handing me my card and my smoothie, raising his eyebrows in my direction.
"Hey, um you still have my number so just text me and we can maybe go out sometime." Dumbfounded I stared back at him before nodding my head quickly. He goes in for a hug but I quickly block him by sticking out my hand. I. STUCK. OUT. MY HAND. He gives me an awkward look and chuckles to himself grabbing my hand and pulling it up to his lips placing a soft kiss on my knuckles. Smiling nervously, I look back at Chris to see his jaw drop. Gliding past him I speed walk out of the shop, I drank my smoothing while questioning my entire existence for the remainder of my walk home.
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Indiya texted me telling me that her shift was over and I hopped into the shower changing into a graphic tee and some baggy jeans with my Yeezy slides. Grabbing my keys and purse I walked out the door locking it, I then walked to the train station to catch the train to Indiya's house. I arrived at her and her parent's home about 16 minutes later. Indiya lived with her parents because her parents were from New York, while my parents live all the way in Wisconsin where I was raised. She lived with her parents because she was currently in fashion school to become a designer. Although I've always loved the thought of going to college and getting a good education, my heart has just never really wanted that. What I wanted was to pursue my career as a music artist.
I knocked on the front door for it to be opened by Indiya's mother, Miss Hilda. Miss Hilda was like a second mom to me while I've been living in NYC.
"Hey, sweetie!" She exclaimed hugging and kissing all over me. "Oh my you've gotten skinny, come eat some of this dinner I just made." She said smiling up at me. She led me into the kitchen where I was met with Indiya sitting at the dining table stuffing her mouth and scrolling on Instagram.
"Oh, hey girl!" Indiya exclaimed getting up from the table to come to hug me. "You want some food suga?" Miss Hilda asked opening the fridge.
"No thank you, ma'am, I already ate." I had eaten some noodles while waiting for Indiya to get off work. Indiya led me to the table where Miss Hilda came and sat with us. I didn't mind her listening in because she always gave good advice and I anything I told Indiya, she most likely knew.
"wait so tell me what happened yesterday again, it's kinda fuzzy," Indiya asked as I nodded and then started explaining yesterday's and today's events. Miss Hilda sat there shocked and concentrated. "wait so who is this De'andre again? like what does he do?" Miss Hilda asked emphasizing the last sentence. "he's the guy who owns that magazine I buy all the time mom, pay attention." Indiya said. "Well damn, I don't know about all this drama but all I can say is if he wants to take you and you like him, go out with the damn guy shit," she said waving her hands in the air. "but I'm going to bed, good night hon," she said kissing Indiya on the head and then coming around the table to hug me. She walked into her room she closed the door as Indiya waited for her to close the door and got up from the table walking into the kitchen.
"what are you getting?" I asked hoping it would be snacks or something. "drinks." she simply replied walking back out with a bottle of wine. She sat down pouring us glasses.
We continued to drink as we were now in her bedroom watching Gossip Girl. "man, fuck Serena." Indiya said as I chuckled. "kill her now, I got a hundred thou for whoever blow that bitch brains out!" She said as we both burst out into laughter and quickly tried to cover our laughs in an attempt to not wake Miss Hilda. We continued to watch the show, I could feel Indiya's breathing slow and she fell asleep with her head in my lap. I grabbed my phone checking the time, 02:53.
Considering my options I stared at the wall. Option 1: go to bed and wake up tomorrow completely fine, and option 2: call De'andre and risk complete humiliation. Can you guys which one I chose?
Unlocking my phone I clicked on his contact, hitting the call button I listened to the phone ring. After a few rings I gave up, going to hang up I heard a muffled sound.
"Hello? Who is this?"
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Zora || BWBM
RomanceZora Carter is waitress at a Luxurious Restaurant in Soho. Working in such an expensive neighborhood has it perks such as good tips, but with lots of rich people coming in and out, she seems to catch the eye of one of them.
